M M Paranormal Quotes

“I really hate threesomes when one of the participants is dead.”
― Jordan Castillo Price, Among the Living

“A psycho murderer who lubed. How considerate.”
― Jordan Castillo Price, Among the Living

“When the power of the shift rips the human body apart and transforms it into its new shape, there lives a second, less than a second, a mere shimmer of time when the mind is without a home, no body to call its own. Existence is painless in there, nothing but formlessness beyond understanding. A secret place, it contains nothing but the essence of self, a lost self. In the fire of pain, Colton found a whisper of that place, its ghost, its echo, and from that echo he withdrew a thread of deepest black.”
― Finn Marlowe, A Thread of Deepest Black

“My waking life probably gave my subconscious an inferiority complex.”
― Jordan Castillo Price, Criss Cross

“Rob opened the door, and a tiny kitten ran out. It stopped to sniff Rob‟s ankle and arched its back, spitting tiny kitty defiance at him. Rob scooped it up. The tiny black bundle barely filled his palm. Dark as ink, the only mark on it was a tiny white spot between its eyes. Rob looked up from the kitten to meet Jamie‟s wide-eyed attempt at innocence. "There was a cat in my closet."
"I can explain," Jamie offered.
Rob returned to the bed. He dropped the kitten in Jamie‟s lap, causing it to poke unfortunate things with tiny needle claws.
"Damn!" Jamie yelped, grabbing the kitten and putting a sheet between his delicate parts and danger. "I took out the trash yesterday, and there she was almost buried in a snow bank shivering."
"It was ninety degrees yesterday, and there is no snow." Rob sat down on the edge of the bed. "Aren‟t you supposed to hate cats?"
Jamie cuddled the tiny creature in his hands. It wrestled with his fingers. "That‟s dogs. I‟m not a dog, I‟m a wolf. There might not have been a snow bank, but it was dirty and hungry and very sad.”
― Diane Adams, Shattered Secrets

“It felt like he’d been dragged through the nine circles of hell — by his testicles.”
― Kay Berrisford, Bound for the Forest

“In a daze, Remi stepped up to the battered old bar, next to Rhys. "What will it be?" the bartender asked Remi. "I'll have a Jake and Coke-uh, Jack and Cock, uh-" Oh fuck. Remi stopped talking. He could actually feel his face heat with a blush. Someone shoot me.”
― J.L. Langley, With Caution

“Totally drained he could only manage one but he made it a good one tongue included. “Delicious ” he murmured.
“So depraved ” Colton muttered.
“Thank you.”
“Get off me.”
“Mine ”
“Stings.”
“Boohoo.”
― Finn Marlowe, A Thread of Deepest Black

“Renfield, my ass. What I had on my hands was a Van Helsing.”
― Jordan Castillo Price, Brazen

“Just give me a bit, let me pretend you're still alive," Andrei said hoarsely. "Let me pretend that I don't have to give you up."
"Andrei," Warm, calloused hands cupped Anrei's face. "Look at me. I'm real. I'm still with you. A part of me will always be with you. Even after I go through that doorway.”
― Marguerite Labbe, Ghosts in the Wind

“I pulled out my mp3 player and stuck the buds in, and letting out a big breath, I started to scroll through my music for something appropriate to kill by. John Tesh, it is.”
― Derekica Snake, Cinder

“Alex smiled. Andy was a good mate.
“And they'll get a good laugh out of that black eye.” He grinned.
Alex glared; Andy was a dickhead”
― L.A. Gilbert, The Ghost on My Couch

“I dry heaved, forcing myself to try and not chuck up my guts. I had been f**ked by an insect man.”
― Mark Alders, Light of the Body

“Up close, Lucas's scent hit him differently. His smell had cloyed and taunted, lingering in rooms where Lucas had been. But now it was the real, male smell of skin and soap, sweat and breath. And his distinctive Hunter scent was so much more delicious for all the ways it blended with Lucas's own human essence.”
― Amber Belldene, Blood Entangled

“ 'What i you're the Big Bad Wolf?' he managed to quip.

Neal's eyes widened. 'Then you'd better be Little Red Riding Hood, son.' ”
― Rachel Wilder, Burning Bright

“Il serpente risalì lungo la coscia della giovane. Giunto al pube, si immerse in quel folto cespuglio di peli e scomparve nel suo corpo. Ella reagì allungando la schiena all’indietro e prendendo una rapida boccata d’ossigeno.
Una scena indecente, blasfema, che eccitò Michele in un modo per cui – lo sapeva – in qualsiasi altro momento avrebbe provato vergogna.
«Lucifero» disse in un respiro rapito.
Il sorriso dell’altra si allargò. «Fratello» rispose, le braccia protese. «Ti aspettavo.»
Michele andò da lei.”
― Carolina Gaetano, Quello che eri

“It wasn’t the pain that bothered him most. It would pass; he would heal. It wasn’t the constant humiliation, the total loss of dignity, the unwanted invasions of his body... those tortures were familiar now too. He was as accustomed to shame and degradation as he was to his shackles and cage. What hurt most were the memories of flying, fierce and proud and free. And the knowledge that his future contained only endless towns full of rubes eager to hand over their money to Davenport. In the musty darkness of his cage, with the sounds of the engine, creaking springs, and rolling tires as camouflage, Tenrael wept.”
― Kim Fielding, Corruption

“It occurred to him that even at night his neighbors might notice a naked demon on his porch”
― Kim Fielding, Corruption